"Golden Dawn" Videos
Cigarettes and trash furnishing your room
He claims to be from God
But, when was God this cold?
He said, "Son, get on your knees and pray to me
With your mother I'll do what I please"
A colony of worshiping beings
Children, find your song
And let it take you to the golden dawn
See, old man, you done us wrong
You ain't no saint and I'm not your son
I've never been your son
A blue line ascending moon
Mocks you from the sky
A tall [Incomprehensible] on your room
And tears in your eye
He said "So
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